in the future where we're all social justice-y Cribb can ride down the street to pick up some raw milk from Coles on a motorised esky while smoking meth, firing an RPG into the air, and carrying the case of British-import Stella he's polygamously (and privately) married alongside a genderfluid Zambian businessperson and a coke-snorting 18-year-old cyborg girl.

Cricinfo is such a bore to read. Most of the innings they were talking about the BC's bottling it and being the masters of the mid-order collapse and who would win between England and the BC's when it came these things.